The darker hours

Night time, with it’s shadow circus
haven for souls who know no rest
brilliant twilight, stars they sparkle
with phosphorescent glints of jet

This monotone of black cold canvas
a world apart from earthen night
some solar void of silent mystery
where time stands still to the demons’ delight

Isreal 1996, this one is simply about gazing at the night sky…



Filed under Poetry

13 responses to “The darker hours

  1. There is nothing more striking than the desert sky at night. Good read.
    Check out my entry:

  2. very powerful words,

    elegant imagery,

  3. Love this “night time with its shadow circus” I write at night…it seems to be my most creative time….perhaps I am part of the “circus” Great job!!

  4. brilliant thoughts, well written.

  5. What a fabulous poem I loved your imagery and the rhythm of your words. Very well done!

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